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After living in the United States for 15 years, I came back to my hometown Matsue, a small city in the western part of Japan, in November 2014. I imposed a simple rule on myself. Use only American saltwater lures for at least one year and report what they catch...... When a year had passed since then, I decided not to lift this ridiculous restriction. I am still using only American lures.(2014年11月、15年間のアメリカ生活を終え、島根県松江市に帰郷した私は、自分自身に一つのルールを課しました。少なくとも1年間、アメリカのソルトルアーだけを使い、釣果を報告すること......。そして1年が経過した時、私は、この馬鹿馬鹿しい制約を解除しないことに決めました。今もまだ、アメリカのルアーだけを使っているのです。)

Nov 23, 2017

(No. 328) No Fish at Kurauchi Bay, Etomo Harbor, and Mitsu Harbor (倉内湾、恵曇港そして御津港にて釣果なし)

As I had expected, the waves were high and nice patches of sarashi (white churning water) were formed at Kurauchi Bay when I arrived about 6 a.m. However, when I was switching lures after the first few casts, an unexpectedly strong swell attacked the rock where I had been at a few moments earlier. I had retreated to a place a bit higher than the rock to switch lures, but the top part of the swell run up the rock and caught me. I was soaked with the cold sea water. I gave up fishing at Kurauchi Bay and drove to Etomo Harbor, where I saw many young and old fishermen enjoying safe fishing toward inside the harbor. I started the run-and-gun style fishing for Japanese sea bass. The sea outside the breakwaters was rough, and not only I but also some of other fishermen expected nice Japanese sea bass to be inside the harbor, but no real fish attacked my lures. Instead, I hooked an incredibly giant pink fish joyfully swimming in a breakwater. Then, I drove to Mitsu Harbor, where I saw no fisherman. I made several casts from a vacant breakwater. The chill wind was blowing hard, and I realized the harsh winter arrived at last.

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